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I GOT THE JOB.
I just got the call from my agency. 30 day temp-to-hire gig. And at the end of the month, transition over to full-time regular employment. I don't want to quote the salary, but I'll actually be making $5,000 more than my last full time job. A pretty nice little bump.
The company said that they're really excited to have me and that they think that it's going to be a perfect match. They'd never seen a more qualified candidate.
So, all of my worrying was unfounded.
I start on Monday!
Needless to say, we're pretty excited in the household and are celebrating appropriately!
Cheers,
Mr.B
PS. I forgot to mention that they've asked if I wouldn't mind going to New York for a week in September for some training. I told them that wouldn't be a problem.
That whole idea is thrilling to me. I've never been to New York. But I've always wanted to go. I'll probably add a day or two to my schedule and do some sight-seeing while I'm there.
I want to see Central Park and the Statue of Liberty. And Ground Zero. And the UCB theater and the DC Comics office and if there's time, the Marvel Comics office. I might see if I can't score some tickets to see "The Daily Show" being taped or "The Colbert Report".
So, no. I wouldn't mind that, at all.
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sweet! Now you can buy your own nekkid lady lap-dances at the Admiral! And maybe buy me one or two!
Done and done.
It's the least that I can do.
"If I were a rich man! Yidle Deedle Didle Diddle Dum!"
Mr.B
congrats and good luck with the new gig mr. b. just remember, no cheeseburgers in the office.
1) Congrats, you magnificent sumbitch.
2) Let's face facts: First place you're going is Marvel.
That's awesome! So is that why you were at Town Hall tonight? You should've said something!
Congratulations!
-Chip
I just got a good whiff of myself and I smell like "Stripper".
Gents (and others!)
Yeah, Hendo suggested that we go out tonight to celebrate and that's just what we did.
He got me all liquored up at the bar and then he and Greg and I all piled into a cab and went to The Admiral.
At The Admiral, I told all of the strippers that my name was "Vic Danger" and that I worked for the CIA. If they pressed me for more info or "the truth" I told them that it was a matter of national security and that I couldn't tell them anymore.
Which was ridiculously funny to my two friends Jack Midnight (burlesque show host) and Cole Murphy (Nascar Driver).
Yes, we got drunk and then went and lied to a bunch of strippers.
And their response to these obvious fabrications?
The shaking of their enormous boobies in our faces.
After the strip club, we hit the X-Rated video store inside The Admiral to laugh at the funny porn titles and poke the sample vaginas.
Jack Midnight discovered the discount video bin and bought everyone their own videos! What were their titles you ask?
Jack Midnight got "Stuffin' Young Muffins!"
I got "Tuggin' Time!"
And Cole got "Fuck Me In The Pooper #6."
(I hope he doesn't have trouble following the plot, since he never saw "Fuck Me In The Pooper 1 - 5.)
We laughed until we cried. We talked to strippers who thought we were the most entertaining table in the joint. And we left laughing some more.
A good time was had by all. A proper way to celebrate this bit of good fortune!
Now, if you'll excuse me, it's "Tuggin' Time", metaphorically speaking.
Cheers,
Mr.B
Mr. Midnight left out the bit about the videos when he told me the story of your exploits this afternoon.
Muffins, indeed.
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